You're tearing me apart

Rachael has always been bullied. Her dad died when she was little and her mom left them by themselves after the death. Her brother Adam supported her as much as he could, but Rachael really didnt like sharing with him. One day she couldnt take it anymore, she ran. What happens when she sees someone who she hasnt seen in years? What happens when five people all fall for her? *contains graphic sexual scenes*


8. I'm leaving

Rachaels POV

As soon as we get to rundown house, I go to bed. Adam tries to help me, but I refuse. I dreamed that Niall had came back. That he saved me and my brother from having to live with foster parents, and let us live with him and his family in a nicer town. It was perfect, until I woke up. I guess I made a lot of noise because Adam came in and helped me up.We packed what little things that we had, and got ready to leave. Suddenly I had a brilliant idea. I don't know how I didn't think of this before! Quickly, I finished putting all my things into a backpack, grabbed the money I had been saving up, and I wrote a note for Adam. Explaining everything that he will need to know. I quietly put the note in his room and looked for him, trying to make my crutches make as little noise as possible. I found him in the kitchen packing up the rest of our things. So I made my outside the house without him noticing. Going as fast as I could, I walked with my crutches down on our street and kept going for a little while. After about half an hour of walking quickly, I made it to a half decent town. I got a cab and told the cabbie to take me to the nearest airport. I'm not sure how long it took us to get there, because, well... I was daydreaming. But I'm gonna guess that by the price, it took a long time. I carefully got out of the cab and stood up with the help of my crutches. The cabbie helped me, I thanked him, and with that I started towards the building. I looked at my options, I finally decided that I'll to London. After going through the whole process, I made my way over to the waiting area. A little while later, I went to go get on the plane.


Once I was off the plane with my backpack and crutches, I realized that I had to go to the lou. Once I was done, I made my way to the exit of the airport. But not before I heard a bunch of screaming from behind me. I turned around and saw a big crowd of girls, all trying to get to something in the middle of the crowd. I went to go get a closer look, but on the way over, I was shoved towards the crowd and fell over. My crutches went sliding across the floor, and I hit my head on the ground really hard. My head is throbbing. I looked up and the crowd was coming closer to me. I tried to move out of the way, but I only got about a meter before a few girls tripped over me. One landed on my ankle and I yelped out in pain. But you couldn't hear it over the other girls screaming. Another girl tripped and I started to black out. The last thing that I remember was a familiar voice scream out "get off!!! get off her!!!"


I was in the airport trying to get back to London, but was bombarded by fans. They were all screaming, and Paul was trying to make a path for me. Suddenly I heard a very faint yelp, it sounded like a girl was in pain. I shoved some of the fans out of my way, determined to find where the voice came from. Then I saw her. 

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